That Thing called COLLEGE.

Yes. It was that thing. And yes, I started today. My first day of college. Fabulous. No, no, no! The day wasn't fabulous, just the idea of going to college was fabulous. But I soon did change my mind. 6 o' clock in the morning. Lovely. I got dressed, brushed my teeth, ate a bagel, and I was set to go. "Take pictures of Jessica on her first day of school!!" yelled my mother. LOVE my mother!
While heading out the door my sister asked "Do you have your cell phone?"...oops, my bad. She had only reminded me a million times to bring it. The day had already begun on a rather shaky foot. The day wasn't a nightmare, but it sure felt an awful like high school. I had at least one former high school classmate in each of my college classes. They were everywhere. As comforting as it was to see familiar faces, it was also a bit of a let down to realize that I haven't gone that far from home. I hadn't left high school to enter a whole new ambient as I had originally hoped for. Its fine though. I'm not here to pursue my career studies in an exotic land! But then again...that doesn't sound too bad.
Each of my teachers had a very different personality. It would be difficult to compare. But they did range from polite and reserved to loud, dominant and quite obnoxious. All were generally nice to say the least.
The busy hallways were filled with freshies (freshmen for those who closed minded). They all had a map in hand, turning it all ways around, desperately searching for their next classes while bumping into 2 & 3 year students who clearly knew where they were headed. Sweat droplets filled with stress and anxiety ran down their necks as they'd do a funny half walk-run jug, trying their hardest not to look like they were lost yet at the same time making a quick jolt to their class. I knew exactly what they were experiencing cause' "fresh meat" was practically stamped on my forehead.
I reminded myself:
"Enjoy the feeling of being a freshman! You only get that opportunity twice in your life! Strut your freshy-self!". And strut I did; Onto my awaited future.
We'll see where this year will take me! (That's if I last that long!)